It’s been 3 years since we broke up and yet, All I can think about is you. It gets frustrating, so I did what I do best. I found you again.*

“Talk to me. Stop avoiding me, I feel like Im losing my mind.”

I begged you, on my knees, I wanted nothing more, you hand on my cheek as I wishes to be apart of you, to be yours.

You could call obsessive, but I am completely in love with you. “I just want to be yours. So let me.” I pleaded. If you were to ask me would I do this again? This answer would be yes, thousand times, I just want you and nothing me